Chapter 65: Drooling with Craving

The cloud layer grew thicker and thicker, feeling as if it were pressing directly down upon people's heads.

The sky was incomparably dim, as though it could plunge directly into night at any moment.

Raindrops the size of soybeans came down with a pitter-patter; the coachman whipped the horses with all his might, and the carriage raced through the rain, kicking up puddles from the ground before crashing into the county yamen.

Yan Lao, unable to bother with an umbrella, shouted as soon as he stepped out of the carriage: "Fu Daxiong!"

"Fu Daxiong!"

Song Lu, standing under the eaves with his hand on his sword, asked in confusion: "The county yamen contains the dynasty's suppression object; strange entities dare not set foot inside. Why is Yan Lao so panicked?"

Yan Lao had already rushed inside to find Ma Tianshou.

Song Lu was about to follow in when he suddenly saw the puddles on the ground; strangely, they were flowing upstream from the drainage ditch in the corner, accumulating and rising in the courtyard before his eyes, then transforming into a three-year-old child.

The child hung its head slightly, its back turned to Song Lu.

Beneath it, the puddles rushed upstream with a splashing sound; the rainwater not only failed to drain out through the ditch but instead transported rainwater from outside into the county yamen.

Unknowingly, the water level inside the county yamen had already reached one chi, more than double the water level on the streets outside!

The water at the edges of the county yamen rose into the air as if an invisible dam had surrounded the entire compound.

Moreover, the ditch was still transporting water in reverse, and the water surface inside the county yamen continued to rise rapidly.

Song Lu's eyes widened in shock: "What kind of strange entity is this, that it can even enter the county yamen..."

The child floated on the water's surface the entire time, motionless, while the water beneath its feet twisted and slowly turned toward Song Lu.

In the instant Song Lu clearly saw the child's face, his consciousness fell into confusion, his pupils dilated and lifeless, and his body stiffened.

In the courtyard, there were five ordinary Captains from the Quhui Si.

At the entrance, the county official stood guard with four trusted Yamen Runners under his command.

Everyone was exactly the same as Song Lu.

The child possessed obvious characteristics of a local native; in the dim light, large shadows fell across its facial features, and in those eyes, it seemed as though all the resentment and hatred in this world were contained!

Moments later, Song Lu and the others' gazes re凝聚ed, their consciousness returned to their bodies, yet only one thought coalesced: Hunger!

An overwhelmingly intense feeling of hunger rose from their bellies, striking their brains directly and overpowering all other wills.

Like a starving wolf in the mountains, Song Lu's eyes emitted a faint green glow; mechanically and stiffly, yet very quickly, he kept turning his neck, searching for something to eat—then instantly understood: There was nothing that could not be eaten!

The county official and his four Yamen Runners were already tearing at each other; the county official had bitten off one Yamen Runner's ear and was crunching it in his mouth with a crunch-crunch sound, completely unaware that a large chunk of flesh had already been torn from his own shoulder by another Yamen Runner!

Among the other Captains from the Quhui Si, one lunged forward and hugged the pillar in front of the house, gnawing on it as fast as a rat gnawing on a cabinet leg, with a rapid crack-crack-crack sound.

Wood chips flew everywhere; before long, his mouth was full of blood, his front teeth all shattered and flying out, yet he felt nothing and continued to eat with all his might.

The others either pried down wall bricks and stuffed them whole into their mouths, or dug out ant nests from the base of the walls, eating everything regardless of mud, water, or insects!

Song Lu suddenly raised his own hands, looking at these ten fingers; Bai Xi, slender, they looked very delicious.

Song Lu stuck his fingers into his mouth and began chewing them one by one!

Crunch, crunch, crunch—crisp and clear, so delicious!

Very quickly, all five fingers of his right hand were eaten, leaving only a bare palm!

Suddenly, a piece of calligraphy flew in from the rear courtyard, unfolding in the wind and rain to reveal a towering and fierce character: "Lei"!

... Unfortunately, another character followed behind it: "Sheng".

It was "Lei Sheng" (Thunder Sound), not "Lei" (Thunder).

"Boom!"

A thunderclap exploded, yet no lightning flashed in the rain.

Everyone in the courtyard suddenly regained clarity; Song Lu's eyes widened in terror once more because her right hand was stuffed in her own mouth, her jaw still chewing, her mouth full of the taste of blood!

"Aaaah—" Wails of agony rang out everywhere; the Yamen Runners and Captains were in unbearable pain.

The strange technique was broken; the hatred in the child's eyes transformed into hundreds of thick hands of Yin Qi, suddenly extending from its eyes!

At the same time, it opened its mouth wide and bit down.

Boom—

Yin Qi rolled, and the sky around grew even darker.

That mouth opened wider and wider, unbelievably encompassing half of the house!

Inside the mouth were thousands of sharp fangs, a massive vortex formed of Yin Qi, and a giant tongue two zhang long, covered in barbs like a poisonous dragon!

Song Lu flew backward, her back撞ing through the window and falling into the house, while that giant mouth snapped with a crack, biting away half of the entire building!

Walls, roof, beams, furniture, and so on instantly shattered beneath that giant mouth, and three Captains disappeared into it.

Song Lu let out a scream; she fled with all her might to dodge, yet one of her lower legs was still bitten off directly by the giant mouth!

Yin Qi swirled around the wound, and the blood could not even flow out!

The Yin Qi quickly eroded upward; Song Lu gritted her silver teeth, drew her sword with her left hand, and severed everything below her knee in one clean strike!

Then her eyes rolled back, and she fainted from the pain.

"Junior Sister!" Fu Jingyu rushed in, picked up Song Lu, and his face was filled with concern and anxiety.

That three-year-old child still stood in the courtyard; its mouth returned to normal size, its throat moved, and it swallowed everything it had just bitten into its belly.

The heavy rain poured down; the three-year-old boy was covered in cold Yin Qi, and the hatred in his eyes made one shudder with fear!

Yan Lao and Ma Tianshou also emerged from behind; looking at that strange child, Yan Lao cried out in shock: "The dynasty's suppression object is ineffective?"

"What exactly is this thing!?"

Ma Tianshou flipped his hands, took out an inkstone and an ink stick, and ground the ink using the rainwater.

The pitch-black ink dripped down, quickly dyeing all the surrounding puddles black.

He took out his brush and made a slash in the puddles.

A wave of ink surged up and slapped against the three-year-old child.

The child was about to open its giant mouth for a second time, but was knocked off balance by the ink wave, stumbled back three steps, and stood firm, glaring at everyone with hatred.

Ma Tianshou said, "It is the deity of Southern Jiaozhi from those years, Fu Dong Tianwang!"

"Our dynasty conquered Southern Jiaozhi; the canal runs smoothly through this place. Fu Dong Tianwang was stripped of his divine office and has been silent for over a hundred years, yet who would have thought he would become an eerie entity!"

Ma Tianshou's face was extremely solemn; this eerie entity had sealed the entire county yamen. The true intent of his strike just now was to contend with this eerie entity for control of the county yamen area.

It merely knocked the eerie entity back three steps; the situation is truly not optimistic!

"But... who brought this thing here?!"

"And why is it unaffected by our dynasty's suppression artifacts?"

The child had already stood firm again, slowly raising his head, his eyes full of hatred looking toward the crowd.

Yan Lao's hand, which was calculating, suddenly went astray; his attention could not focus.

Song Lu, who had already fainted, was suddenly "woken by hunger!"

Seeing Fu Jingyu looked at his junior sister in his arms, drooling with desire!

Requesting monthly tickets.

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(End of this chapter)